All Poems
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The Dark Companion
© James Brunton Stephens
There is an orb that mocked the lore of sages
Long time with mystery of strange unrest;
The steadfast law that rounds the starry ages
Gave doubtful token of supreme behest.
A Poet's Wife
© Alice Meynell
I saw a tract of ocean locked in-land
Within a field's embrace -
The very sea! Afar it fled the strand
And gave the seasons chase,
And met the night alone, the tempest spanned,
Saw sunrise face to face.
Ode 1373
© Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
The power of love came into me,
and I became fierce like a lion,
then tender like the evening star.
Sonnet XIII. The Locomotive.
© Christopher Pearse Cranch
Whirling along its living freight, it came,
Hot, panting, fierce, yet docile to command-
The roaring monster, blazing through the land
Athwart the night, with crest of smoke and flame;
Rubaiyat 33
© Shams al-Din Hafiz
Beauty of the rose you eclipse,
Every bud quietly away slips.
How can the rose compete with you?
Rose shines in moonlight, moon in your grips.
Silentium
© Osip Emilevich Mandelstam
She has not yet been born:
she is music and word,
and therefore the untorn,
fabric of what is stirred.
To A Thunder-Cloud
© George MacDonald
Oh, melancholy fragment of the night
Drawing thy lazy web against the sun,
Das Alter
© Gotthold Ephraim Lessing
Nach der 11ten Ode Anakreons.
Euch, lose Maedchen, hoer ich sagen:
The Death Of Lovers
© Charles Baudelaire
We will have beds filled with light scent, and
couches deep as a tomb,
and strange flowers in the room,
blooming for us under skies so pleasant.
Evening Twilight
© Charles Baudelaire
Heres the criminals friend, delightful evening:
come like an accomplice, with a wolfs loping:
slowly the skys vast vault hides each feature,
and restless man becomes a savage creature.
The Legacy
© Henry King
My dearest Love! when thou and I must part,
And th' icy hand of death shall seize that heart
Which is all thine; within some spacious will
Ile leave no blanks for Legacies to fill:
Mabalel
© Eugene Marais
Voor jou voete, Mabalêl,
deur die westergloor verhel,
waar jy onbedagsaam staar,
sonder ooit gedagte van gevaar,
uit die stroomweg stadig
dryf 'n halfverdrinkte blaar.
The Strangers
© Walter de la Mare
Dim-berried is the mistletoe
With globes of sheenless grey,
The holly mid ten thousand thorns
Smoulders its fires away;
And in the manger Jesus sleeps
This Christmas Day.
Chanson des oiseaux
© Victor Marie Hugo
Vie ! ô bonheur ! bois profonds,
Nous vivons.
L'essor sans fin nous réclame ;
Planons sur l'air et les eaux !
Les oiseaux
Sont de la poussière d'âme.
Cradle Hymn
© Isaac Watts
Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber;
Holy angels guard thy bed;
Heavenly blessings without number
Gently falling on thy head.
Decay
© George Herbert
Sweet were the dayes, when thou didst lodge with Lot,
Struggle with Jacob, sit with Gideon,
Advise with Abraham, when thy power could not
Encounter Moses' strong complaints and moan:
Thy words were then, Let me alone.
From House To House
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The first was like a dream through summer heat,
The second like a tedious numbing swoon,
While the half-frozen pulses lagged to beat
Beneath a winter moon.
Clerical Oppressors
© John Greenleaf Whittier
JUST God! and these are they
Who minister at thine altar, God of Right!
Men who their hands with prayer and blessing lay
On Israel's Ark of light!
